Tracing stories

I don’t know when Lois lost her husband. The first time I met her, she was living with her daughter and son-in-law in a little town in Turkey. She had at least one grandson named Timothy. She told him Bible stories. The same ones I heard when I was growing up. The one about Elijah […]

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Characterized by distraction

“Don’t let your life be characterized by distraction.” I wrote that in my journal Tuesday morning. I’m not sure why. I mean, I know that I wrote it as I was taking some notes on a mentor’s last letter to his closest follower. A couple blank lines later, I wrote “Timothy, let your life be […]

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